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Ooh, ooh

This that Philly-Bompton shit

Yeah, haha

I'm on the eastside rollin' with my westside niggas

(westside, westside, westside)

We're just tryna do it big like that Bed-Stuy nigga

(Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy)

And the feds lookin', pray they don't catch my nigga

(I pray they don't catch my nigga)

Might pull up on the corner like that's my nigga

And burn this bitch down like Left Eye, nigga

That's my nigga, word up

4HUnnid nigga with that .40 pound on me

Baller ammo, I got forty rounds tho

Cash out Keenon nigga with the pounds low

He count on me even when I move slow

Come through Compton with all my niggas (my niggas)

Come through poppin' with all my niggas (my niggas)

You should've seen how we looked last winter (last winter)

You should've seen how we ate last dinner

I don't fuck with them Hollywood niggas

I don't fuck with them Hollywood niggas

In the game, I'm the keep it right, nigga

'Cause all these rap niggas know my niggas wanna get 'em

Basic bitches came to suck this dick, no

Basic bitches came to fuck the clique, oh

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